Woooo! Hello there everyone! I'm back with a brand new story! It's called "The innocent can never last." I got this name coz I was listening to "Wake me Upwhen September ends" by Green Day as I was writing the first chapter. I literally just thought up this first chapter as a scene in my head and wrote it down. I hope u enjoy it and like it as much as my other stories!
Also a quick shout out! I have some Sonic fan art on my deviantart account. Plz go check them out and comment for me!
Chapter 1
Night time. A depressing looking street.
Rain was falling down as hard and as cruel as ever. The numerous drops sharply hit the concrete ground, like small daggers falling from the dark sky.
A black hedgehog ran through the depressing weather, his hands trying to shelter his head and his face hidden in the darkness of the night. One of his arms was bound in a bandage, which had obviously been put on in a hurry as you could tell from one glance.
The ground splashed as he ran and you could just hear his heavy breathing, if you listened carefully amongst the horrible sound of the rain.
The hedgehog reached a cross road. He stopped and peered up at the tall sign posts, trying to shield his eyes from the water.
"…Now where?" he gasped to himself.
He looked at the roads then back at the signposts. He was slowly beginning to shiver from the dampness of his fur and the bitter coldness in the air around him. After a while, the hedgehog decided his route.
"This way will do!" he yelled, again to himself, in frustration.
He ran down the road on the left.
After some time, the hedgehog's vision became to go blurry. Some of this was because of the rain but he was also beginning to have a strange feeling in his head. It was like an icy cold feeling travelling up from his arm and around his body. It was making him feel sick. Forcing himself to stop, the hedgehog staggered a little and put his hand to his forehead, hissing in pain.
"No…not now!" he pleaded aloud.
He felt his knees smack the pavement as his vision began to disappear. His breathing became sharper and his eyelids were beginning to flutter shut.
"I…must find …Sonic!" he yelled.
"Shadow!" came a voice, seemingly from above.
It seemed that his last yell had taken the energy out of Shadow as, just as he heard the voice, he fell forward allowing his body to hit the concrete ground. The arm holding the bandage was shaking slightly but then again so was the rest of Shadow's body.
…
Sonic was at the far side of the road when he heard someone call his name. Keeping a tight hold of his umbrella, he turned the corner and saw a figure fall to his knees. As he got closer he recognised the figure as his old friend Shadow.
"Shadow!" Sonic yelled.
He gasped as he saw Shadow faint and ran to him. Sonic knelt by his friend's head and, without hesitation, lifted him. Using his own shoulder to bare the weight, Sonic carefully carried the unconscious Shadow a few steps down the road and toward his apartment.
It turned out that Shadow had chosen the right road after all, as Sonic's apartment was only a few steps away from where he'd fainted.
…
After what seemed like a good long while, Shadow could feel himself coming round. He began to hear voices and was unsure if they were real or not.
"What the heck happened?" said one voice.
"I don't know! I literally found him on the street!" replied the second.
"I wonder why his arm's wrapped like that…" came a third.
Shadow groaned as the pain began to come back to his arm. Also, his head was swirling and it took a little bit for his vision to completely come back into focus.
"Hey I think he's waking up!" said the first voice again.
Shadow could finally see that the voices belonged to Sonic Tails and Knuckles.
"Shadow, are you alright?" Sonic asked, peering at Shadow with a look of worry on his face.
Shadow slowly sat upright, being careful not to hit his arm.
"…I think so…" he replied, rather absentmindedly.
"What were you doing out there?" Tails asked.
"I had to find you…there's something going on that you won't wanna miss…"